Lost Troubadours

Lost troubadours we bring you sound
Exiles of love hear what we found
Gone for so long banished for fear
Fear of life's beauty shining so clear

Here is the song that is sung for the one
The one who is waiting to become
Waiting in darkness waiting in light
Sharing a vision of no violent fight

Hear us sing sad songs
Hear us sing glad songs
Hear us sing that song
That you wanted to hear

Lost troubadours confronters of doom
Soldiers of love no gun but a tune
Travelling through these terrible times
Bringers of hope suspended in rhyme

It is in this way that we have our our say
One common parlance that can hold sway
On all oppression on all deceit
Recounting our story in places we meet

That which is heard in rhythm and word
Reaches out to you does this sound absurd?

Lost troubadours bringers of love
Touching the heart below as above
Here now to stay are you going our way?
This is the music we're going to play

Here is the song that's sung for the one
The one who is waiting for to become
Waiting in darkness waiting in light
Making a future from no violent fight

Hear us sing sad songs
Hear us sing glad songs
Hear us sing that song
That you wanted to hear

Seven stones

Seven stones three tears and one tree
Seven stones three tears and one tree

Cedar's black sap the bluebell's call
From Mutter's Moor behind red cliffs fall
Where the seven stones were placed
So long ago there's little trace

Yet remnants from the past returning
Mark the spell we don't know we're yearning

Mustering in dell and goyle
Echoes of that true Royal
That was not by war begat
But yet 'pon faerie throne is sat

On Beltane Eve I sat down low
And spoke the only prayer I know
On Mutter's top on Beltane eve
Magic that we there concieve

Three times round and then you'll see
Opening of magic tree
Sacred cedar's boughs unfurl
Way way down to the underworld

So seven stones they soon appeared
Through which the ancient ones most revered
Saw invisible and saw us in it all
Within the material coiled

Love that's trapped within some past
Or caught behind restraining glass
Breaks to freedom from the fear
Finds the tree that stood for years

Biding time that's wasted not
Here in this blessed coastal spot
Is all a dream all out of time
Is now the stream renewing rhyme

From seven stones so pours unseen
This the all remarkable dream
From past to future faerie few
Have woken up the sleeping muse

Seven stones three tears and one tree
This her all remarkable dream
All out flowing filling sorrows
Spelling out our rich tomorrows

Seven stones solid matter unseen
The path where our ancestors feet had been

Three the tears cedar's black sap
The song to our heart that our spirit lacks

One the tree mother of roots
Flowers and fruits father of lutes

Through hallow's night waiting for the light
Alder fires a burning bright
Sidmouth by the sea in the valley of the Sidhe
Magic that will ever be

Seven stones three tears and one tree
Seven stones three tears and one tree

a couple of things I've been getting into lately

Sister Rosetta Tharpe!!



The original Pink Floyd (with Syd) doing "Astronomy Domine" back in '67: